This morning, getting ready, I caught an image of myself in the mirror. I was pulling on my underwear, and when I stood up, my belly was caught in a burst of sunshine, glowing through the pulled curtain.
It hit at just an angle that it was only my belly, the rest was still in shadow, and I paused for a minute, and wasn’t thinking “I’m so fat, god, look at that, blech..” but “Please, this time let it happen, please, please please…” The filtered sunlight warmed my skin, and was broken by the sun passing behind the neighbor’s chimney.

And the wait begins.